Many Sides

There isn't just one me
There is the me in my head
The one you see in silence
The one you hear
The one you touch

I am soft, subtle and vulnerable
Hard, crass and cold
I'll let you caress my pages
Fondle my ink
And then slam it closed on your fingers

I'll love you like tomorrow is the end of the world
And hate you like we're immortal
My lips will burn your soul
My eyes, quench your thirst

You'll drown in my depths
I will consume you
I'll swallow you down like broken glass
And we'll both swim in the wreckage